Mo latcho baro devel Tu hal y lichta voun o welto, Oun me hum o sinto, O baschepen hi mo djiben The light is mine Out of reach in disbelief A grace divine The others are blind Slave, slave to the dream A thing remote, a thing unreal A savage pride A phantom that must cease to be Blood and bone Teeth and nail Flesh and vein This is it This is al we are The light is mine Out of reach in disbelief A grace divine The others are blind Slave, slave to the dream A thing remote, a thing unreal A savage pride A phantom that must cease to be Blood and bone Teeth And nail Flesh and vein This is it This is all we are Only this Nothing more